Unexpected Loss

Scattered crossroads do not always meet at 90 degrees

The intersection between two, a near miss, caught by surprise

A sparrow’s call blends with clouds, watching overhead, adrift

Absent voices color clear canvases, waiting for the wind to dry

Will they return, other than inside my head, wanting a reply


Searching for Clarity’s Signal

A string of words and awkward pauses around my neck, dangles

Waves wash ashore erasing verses not left by me

Followed pathways lead to nowhere, at a standstill, I pause

The density of silence suspends me in midair, motionless, at bay

And I wait, not knowing for what or why, nor who or when

Only searching for clarity’s signal, a lighthouse through the fog